Every December my girls and I pile into the car, get hot chocolate, and drive around town looking at Christmas lights. We chat, laugh, comment, say silly things and when we get home we all comment on how nice it was to be together.
This Thanksgiving my daughters and I spent alone, without extended family. We ate a traditional meal. Focused the majority of our eating on dessert with three types of Ben and Jerry’s ice cream, a cheesecake, and a chocolate torte. We laughed and groaned about eating too much. Played a new card game and went to a great movie. It was a terrifically wonderful day.
Sometimes life seems to hit me right between the eyes. My feet hurt, my daughter is sick and we can’t seem to find out the source of her ailment. The economy has affected the speaking industry just like every other industry. Our newest pet, at one year old, is pooping on my new carpet. If it isn’t one thing, it’s another.
Sometimes, gals, I just want to slap on a fake moustache, call myself Larry and run away. Just run away from all the responsibilities, all the bills, all the stress. But I can’t. I’d look lousy in a moustache, and my name isn’t Larry.
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